Boom!
There was no lightning or thunder since it was noon and the weather was scorching hot.
However, Ling Yun Tower's disciples felt their ears ringing as if they were struck by lightning when they heard that ordinary greeting which sounded just like someone saying 'Hi!'.
All the disciples diverted their attention behind Qian Ye's back almost instantly.
That wasn't Ling Yun Tower's gate. It was a path that led out of the sect.
However, there was someone standing there at the moment.
She was wearing a silvery white dress that elaborated her curves. Her long straight hair reached her waist and was decorated by a white-jade flower headdress.
It was a woman, who seemed to have just gotten out of a shower, because she was exuding a cold and moist air. She didn't look like she was above 30 years old, and her facial features were as exquisite as a painting. This woman was elegant and gentle.